Kaylor One Shots.

One shot: Wait no more.

*AN: anon requested: they're at an award show/party (or somewhere with a lot of people around) when secret love song by little mix starts playing and they both look at each other across the room and Karlie can't stand it because she relates so much to the song she leaves in a hurry. Taylor sees her and follows her kisses in front of everyone because she just can't keep pretending.*

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Taylor slips on her ripped black skinny jeans with a red silk shirt. She chose red heels to match and a fitted leather jacket. She pulled her hair into a pony tail and left the sides down straight. Good enough.

Skipping down the stairs she jumped, surprised to find Tree standing at her front door. She slightly rolled her eyes and grabbed the red clutch she picked out from the counter. "It'd be nice if you told your publicist you were going to Cara Delevingne's wild after party."

Taylor turned to face the older woman, she loved Tree but things have been tense. "I'm trying to enjoy my night. You already said no to going to the Fashion show, all my friends are there and I'm bored. I'm going." Taylor scoffed as she went to walk past her friend.

"All your friends? Oh you mean Karlie Kloss." Tree said calmly. Taylor instantly clenched her jaw hard. "Yeah that's what I thought. You know it isn't possible Taylor. And I'm sorry, I know how you feel about her but Karlie-"

"Don't you dare say anything about her." Taylor said through gritted teeth still not facing the publicist. Her eyes began to water signaling it was time to go. "I have to leave I'll be late." Taylor said more toned as she opened the door and left her publicist standing in her apartment. She was met by paparazzi at her door as she quickly got in the car and was taken to the Ty Warner Penthouse.
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"Would you like security to accompany you Miss Swift?" The driver asked when she got into the car safely.

"Not tonight but thank you anyway." Taylor said offering a smile before scrolling through Instagram. As she expected tons of people were there at Cara's after party, totally drunk.

No photos of Karlie. Maybe she went home? I know she's been stressed. Taylor thought. Finally they pulled up to the four seasons hotel and Taylor pushed past more paparazzi and headed to the elevator.

Cara rented out most of the hotel and even from the lobby Taylor could hear the bass from music above. As she arrived she knocked on the door as hard as she could buy thought it to be no use. She didn't even notice security standing nearby until one notified whoever inside that "Taylor Swift has arrived." Within seconds the penthouse door whipped open and she was faced with a very drunk Cara.

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"TAYLOR SWIFT HAS ARRIVED! Hey babe you made it!" Cara shouted holding her drink high and crashing Taylor into a hug. "Whoa don't you look like a nice little sex pot?!" Cara said abruptly stepping back and checking the singer out. Taylor's face grew red.

"Oh don't even. You know you look damn good Swift." Cara laughed winking. "Damn it's a shame I'm not your type... Come in!!" Cara pulled Taylor into the raging party. In an instant Taylor groaned when she noticed Cara hired at least ten private paparazzi to cover the party. Flashes were everywhere.

The room had been cleared by the hotel of most furniture and was darkly lit. Taylor glanced around noticing models and artists she had met before and knew. Some half dressed, others casual and most dressed along the lines that Taylor chose.

"Ugh I'm just so happy you're here but fuck you for not coming to the show, it was great! Selena is here somewhere and some others you know but I'm too drunk to think." Cara said pulling Taylor to the bar. "Oh and Karlie is here!"